Sunday before the one just past, Mother had her second Sunday 80th birthday celebration with late Step Father's family who all hail from a very extended area of Geelong. Sister and Step Father's daughter got their heads together and arranged a picnic in the Geelong Botanical Gardens. As it was the week before when we went to the Cuckoo, Mother got herself into a state of nervous panic, and the week before to the point it was infectious and we all thought it would go so wrong, but it didn't and we had a wonderful time. And so it was the same for her second birthday celebration.
Step Father's family treated Mother like royalty, not as someone to be tolerated like her own children do, and some thirty people turned up. There was some cash in envelopes, which made Mother extra happy. Sister, Bone Doctor and Little Jo organised it, along with Step Father's daughter. I was working and R would not go without me as he doesn't know that side of the family, well I don't either really. ABI Brother took Mother, so there was some family representation.
Mother had a fantastic time with family most of whom she had not seen since Step Father died some four years ago. There is clearly a strong connection with them. She did not put a foot wrong and remembered all their names and their family member's names. My eyes glaze over. I can't remember many of them. R has been dispatched to buy a pad of thank you notes for Mother to write to send to all who attended. She was asleep by 9 that night and did not wake until after 10 the next morning. Nothing like an older person actually doing something to make them sleep without drugs.
Maybe I can slip this photo in without my blog being discovered by family. Mother always starts off with full make up, but it quickly vanishes. The day of Mother's birthday and the birth of her first grand child did not co-incide, but the dates are close. While nothing has changed and she still moans on, even she would say she had a great 80th birthday over two weekends.